Circa Now

and as i’m sure i’ll be the fi rst to know that i can’t do that.
no, i won’t do that.
never abandoned, never kept, we’ve never had.
we’ve never slept.
for sure, i’ll be the fi rst that truly knows you.
and when i feel no more and the new treasures are coming and going as they
please.
just marching won’t make the parade.
follow your modern day desire.
your love is nothing!
nothing but the tin man holding on to his new heart.
you don’t have to scream so loud!
tremendous effort, mighty plans and the occasional amusement will make this
place an elaborate attraction for the roadside.
and just for the roadside.
and as you are fi nally giving in, made your speeches, named love a liar,
a million seconds are deleted.
it’s either both of us or no one, nothing in between.
from day to day the antagonist changes.
everything was so perfectly arranged, you didn’t ever feel the need to run.
and with all violence i’m trying to hide the presence of my heart.
but while i was fi ghting birds and foxes, we lost track of everything.
while i was fi ghting birds and foxes, we lost track.
when the monolith of a century comes down, i will make it my quest to be the fi
rst to get crushed, tired of talking and talking.
i take a bow, hold my tongue and fade out slow.
if it wasn’t for growing up, it wouldn’t be so hard to stop.
and it should happen circa now and this delay is just too polite.
still rising tension on all pages, but giants on fi re fall back to sleep